As a girl, Easter was my favorite holiday. Unlike Christmas, when the celebration was followed by the long, gray winter, Easter was filled with the sunny promise of new life. The spring and summer days ahead would bring the crops to harvest in the fields by our house, the farm coming to life after the … Continue reading Easter Past, Easter Present
A week from today I'll be at my Book Launch Reading and Reception to be held in the fellowship building of my home church-- Shallow Well United Church of Christ. It seemed right to go there to do the first event since that church community has been an integral part of my life. I wanted … Continue reading Preparing to Launch
Yesterday was my birthday. I spent the day with my ten-month-old grandson, Baker. We alternated between playing with his stuffed 'my first basketball' while watching the March Madness games and him practicing walking. He gave me my first "Happy Birthday Grandma" card and reminded me why I need to stay healthy. Being with him was … Continue reading Happy Birthday to Me!
When I go on my Solo Journeys each year, I pray before I leave that God will "bless me and the people in my path." I never know who those people will be, but when traveling alone I know that I'll depend on others along my way, and they may need that same support from … Continue reading People in My Path: Tapestry of Support
The gray days of early February were weighing me down. Being used to moderate winters in North Carolina, I’d had about all I could take of sub-freezing days and the sun hiding out behind depressing clouds. At that time, I was in a group of women who were learning to knit scarves. When my mood … Continue reading Color’s Calling
The Pelindaba Lavender Farm stretched before me like a landscape canvas; foreground with rows of lavender, mid ground with a lake dotted by white triangular sails of small boats maneuvered by summer campers, and background of snow-covered Mt. Baker stretching majestically to the northeast. I walked the perimeter in the cool morning air that was fragrant … Continue reading Lavender Field Morning
“This doesn’t look like the picture on the website,” I said to myself when I pulled into the hostel, my heart sinking. The nondescript, white frame house needed paint and renovation. What will it be like here, I wondered and thought of the next three days. From the exterior, this hostel was less impressive than … Continue reading Interior Mansion
Going on a pilgrimage is about having your eyes and heart open.
Sedona was the place where I was able to breathe in the presence of God, and breathe out the cares that weighed me down. My trip there was by accident; solo and serendipitous, a Spirit-led journey that I later saw as a pilgrimage. That journey was a sweet interruption of a struggle with a toxic … Continue reading Saved by Sedona